She walked silently down the dark streets, they looked vaguely familiar to her maybe she had been here before, or maybe some place like it. Her posture and face suggested that she did not belong here. Her hair fell down to her shoulder blades. Dark brown eyes searched the side streets looking for something. She stopped suddenly and took a sharp turn surprising a couple locked in a passionate embrace.
"Hey lady, you lost?" The boy asked looking her over and deciding she must be some rich girl that got lost.
"No." Was the monotone answer from her lips. "Go back to that." She motioned to the girl and the boy took her advice forgetting about what ever he was trying to accomplish with the red head.
Petty Humans. The girl thought following the side street to the end. I could have sworn it was this way. So I was wrong wouldn't be the first time. Then a man snuck up behind her.
"Doll face, you looken' foir a guy?" The man had a small mustache and a type of hat that escaped her memory.
"Not in you." She said looking him over as if he was a show dog, then seeing a fire escape she climbing up it.
"Whats that to mean?" The guy asked grabbing her foot before she could get it all the way up.
"You don't want to know." She twisted her foot and twisted his hand around with it.
"Bitch."
"Actually that's one of the things I'm not." She reflected going down a rung on the fire escape and shooting her leg out hitting the man in the mouth. "Who are you?" She asked keeping the same monotone.
"Morris Delancy." The man said automatically touching his mouth looking at the blood.
"Don't remember a Delancy." She said climbing up. "Ah well that was a useless and boring interaction." She reached the top of the tenement and looked out on the city. "This is pathetic." She sat down on the top and watched the moon turn into the sun which rose majestically over the New York City Skyline. As it illuminated the city she stood up. "Maybe today." She muttered.
Disclaimer: I do not own Morris I own this strange girl who everyone thinks is a Mary-Sue at the moment. She isn't. There is a reason for why she can beat the crap out of Morris with her foot. It will be told later. I promise
Author's note: Please do not review saying "This is a little bit of a Mary-Sue. Please give her time and if you still think she's a Mary-Sue in like chapter 4 or 5 then tell me not while I'm developing this. The newsies will be in it and she will not become emotionally involved with any of them, they might fall in love with her or more likely fall in lust but I am getting ahead of my self.
Cards on:
Breath Mints-
Thank god for the buggers. I would die a painful death with out them in the morning. I am sure every one who talks to me before I brush is also thankful for them.
"Hey lady, you lost?" The boy asked looking her over and deciding she must be some rich girl that got lost.
"No." Was the monotone answer from her lips. "Go back to that." She motioned to the girl and the boy took her advice forgetting about what ever he was trying to accomplish with the red head.
Petty Humans. The girl thought following the side street to the end. I could have sworn it was this way. So I was wrong wouldn't be the first time. Then a man snuck up behind her.
"Doll face, you looken' foir a guy?" The man had a small mustache and a type of hat that escaped her memory.
"Not in you." She said looking him over as if he was a show dog, then seeing a fire escape she climbing up it.
"Whats that to mean?" The guy asked grabbing her foot before she could get it all the way up.
"You don't want to know." She twisted her foot and twisted his hand around with it.
"Bitch."
"Actually that's one of the things I'm not." She reflected going down a rung on the fire escape and shooting her leg out hitting the man in the mouth. "Who are you?" She asked keeping the same monotone.
"Morris Delancy." The man said automatically touching his mouth looking at the blood.
"Don't remember a Delancy." She said climbing up. "Ah well that was a useless and boring interaction." She reached the top of the tenement and looked out on the city. "This is pathetic." She sat down on the top and watched the moon turn into the sun which rose majestically over the New York City Skyline. As it illuminated the city she stood up. "Maybe today." She muttered.
Disclaimer: I do not own Morris I own this strange girl who everyone thinks is a Mary-Sue at the moment. She isn't. There is a reason for why she can beat the crap out of Morris with her foot. It will be told later. I promise
Author's note: Please do not review saying "This is a little bit of a Mary-Sue. Please give her time and if you still think she's a Mary-Sue in like chapter 4 or 5 then tell me not while I'm developing this. The newsies will be in it and she will not become emotionally involved with any of them, they might fall in love with her or more likely fall in lust but I am getting ahead of my self.
Cards on:
Breath Mints-
Thank god for the buggers. I would die a painful death with out them in the morning. I am sure every one who talks to me before I brush is also thankful for them.